Had a dream I was being stalked by lions. Not a good feeling. When I woke up, thoughts of work were running through my head. Why is it I have dark and scary dreams? Why can't I have dreams of cute dessert foxes? Or at least sexy dreams. :)
Work has been an issue for a while. I've definitely settled. I think to have some security, but I realize it's not worth it (at least if I was working in private industry I'd have more savings to show for the 1.5 years I've been in the bowels of Health Sciences). What popped in my head this morning, was that I would love to work at/from home. I notice most of the blogs I read are from women who work from home. Whether it's taking care of their kids and/or making beautiful art. Hmmm, if only I was artistic. I like to think I'm crafty, but when it comes down to it, I haven't made the time for it and don't feel my right brain has accomplished much during it's almost 30 years in my head. Eek. Is that what this is about? Turning 30? I don't think so. We all get older, why worry about it? It's more about where I am, not being satisfied with my career choices.
Sidenote: I'm drinking mate from a traditional mate gourd (Thanks Kevin!). I added the leaves directly to the gourd and am sipping it through a strainer straw. It's quite tasty, except for the teeny pieces that aren't being strained.
I've been in the process of figuring out my life for a number of years now. My friends are probably sick of me saying I'm going back to school. I feel so unmotivated compared to most. Aha, I know I shouldn't compare myself to others. We are all motivated by different things. And maybe school isn't for me at this point. I need to work on figuring myself out before I'm ready for more learnin'.
Back to those who work from home. Obviously they have the right skills/resources to afford it. At this point I don't. Not that I know of anyhow. Anyway, I'm going to go work on knitting a scarf and think more about life.